Who is it can read a woman?
O God, that men should put an enemy in their mouths to steal away their brains!" - Cassio (Act II, Scene iii)
So far be distant; and good night, sweet friend: thy love ne'er alter, till they sweet life end
Let each man do his best.
Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.
There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat. And we must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures.